I get so sick of going into work and having to deal with teenagers that have been set loose by their uncaring, negligent parents.  Sometimes these children are on field trips from school, and they’re just in town for the weekend.  Sometimes they’re on an overnight thing with an extra curricular activity.  It doesn’t really matter what they’re doing, however, because they still haven’t been trained to go into a restaurant and act like a human being!

Teachers, Chaperons, and Activity Leaders are also to blame, because there are usually only one of those for every 25-40 students, and they tend to let the students do whatever the Hell they want for fear of chastisement from annoying parents.

One of the problems that arise from teenagers, especially those less than 16 years of age, being allowed to go out on their own to eat during trips, and perhaps more importantly, being allowed to pay on their own, is this:  They are usually given a limited amount of money from their parents with which to spend on food, typically about 20 dollars.  Most teenagers take this 20 bucks, and they will order either the cheapest thing on the menu and a glass of water, wanting to keep the rest of the money to use for a joint or a movie ticket later, or they’ll order the most expensive things they can get away with, and after including tax into the bill, they’ll have a quarter left over that they’ll summarily demand back for their change.  We get nothing out of the deal.

Another problem with teenagers being allowed to do what they want:  They come in with their friends, especially during their field trips, and they sit and complain because the food is taking so long.  They don’t seem to grasp that when they come out to eat with the rest of their 8th grade or Freshman class, the kitchen is going to be a bit bogged down by the order.  So they bitch, and moan, and whine, and they do it very loudly.

One of the things I hate the most about you people letting your teens run rampant is the noise they make.  You get a group of teenagers sitting together at one table, and everyone around them will get the migraine of a lifetime.  Over and over you hear, “Oh no she didn’t,”  “Oh Hell naw!”  among other high pitched, mid-pubescent noises, and the constant noise of text messages being received.  They yell to each other from table to table, all the while they’re texting each other from table to table.   They tend to make messes while they’re making noises also, including: rearranging the sugars like a 2 year old, throwing the 400 lemons you gave them into the floor, all of their straw wrappers and napkins thrown to the floor, and food tossed around everywhere.  It’s harder to clean up after a group of teenagers than a group with little kids.  At least little kids have some fear of adults.

The moral of the story is this:  Train your fucking Groin Sprog the right way!  Teach them to tip, teach them to be mannerly, and teach them to be neat!  Other people have to deal with your brats, and they aren’t the perfect little fucking angels that you tell your friends about.

This is coming from my shift Monday night, where two women were trying to control a group of over 55 little ghettolings (no, they weren’t all black, just all ghetto) and of the groups me and Mr. S had to serve, only 4 kids out of the entire group left any form of tip.

Train your fucking Groin Sprog.

Ribeye

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